Paging Dr. Lonely Heart


written by Kim Ann

Chapter 8

"When I was growing up, Christmas was the holiday that I looked forward to the most. Now along with New Year's Eve it is the holiday that I loathe. Sitting around the table, seeing all my cousins with their significant others, having my grandmother ask me over the gravy, where my gentleman friend is and when we are going to settle down. I often think how they would react if I stood up and announced that I had sworn off relationships and that I was going to concentrate on my career. Why is it that the people who you love the most are always so quick to point out the thing that pains you the most?

I bought tickets for the Millennium Bash here in Ottawa when my ex and I were together and now I am left with the prospect of going alone. Who will I kiss when the clock strikes midnight and signals the new millennium? I don't need to be reminded that I ended one millennium alone and am now starting off the new millennium alone. New Year's Eve is defianlty a couple's holiday. I think I am going to pull the covers over my head and sleep through new year's. Maybe in my dreams I will find the happiness that I crave.

Yours until the ocean dries up

~~**~~

Kevin was staying at his mother's house for the holidays. He wanted to be close to his family and friends during the holidays. He had shrugged off all the parties that his friends had invited him to for New Year's and instead would be spending it curled up with his mother on the couch in front of the fireplace, sipping wine and watching Dick Clark. He couldn't handle being at all the parties alone. He could have invited many different female friends but he when he looked back at that night he wanted to remember being surrounded by loved ones and not just a date who he had chosen so that he didn't have to make an appearance alone at the parties.

"It is funny how much emphasis is put on dates on New Year's Eve. Why is it that everyone feels it necessary to have a date at New Year's? To me it is the most important day of the year as it signals the start of a new year, a chance to start a new and make good on promises that were not fufilled in the previous year. I would much rather celebrate that occasion with myself than with someone who only cares about being kissed at midnight. This year when the new millennium is rung in I will look across the couch and hug the woman who allowed me to be around for the momentous occasion...MY mother, she chose to give me life and I am forever grateful. I truly believe that people need to sit back and rethink their thoughts on what New Year's is all about. I wish you well in the new millennium.

Yours till the colours drip from the rainbow

~~**~~

Skylar was at her office finishing up some figures for the end of the year budget when Paige walked in carrying a huge bouquet of flowers. "They are for you, who is the new man?" She teased.

Skylar smiled and reached for the card. She smiled as she read it.

”Skylar,

Thank you for allowing me to witness the real meaning of christmas. I hope you had a wonderful holiday and may the new year bring you all your desires.

Yours,

Kevin

She smiled and held the card to her chest.

"Well who is it from?" Paige asked.

"Kevin, you know from the group that performed at the benefit."

"Wow, I guess you made quite an impression," Paige teased and left Skylar alone to re read the card.

Skylar sqealed and called Kim Ann. She groaned when she got her voice mail "Girl don't you ever work? Guess what I received today...ah the hell with you, when you get your ass back to your desk call me and I will tell you."

~~**~~

" I received flowers today from the kind man who I have thought of every night since we met. It is funny how people drift in and out of our lives every day and we never give them a second thought. Why is it that this man has chosen to give me a second thought? He has consumed my thoughts for the past 2 weeks. He invades my dreams at night, he is the first thing I think of when I see a beautiful flower or a wonderful sunset, the beauty that emulates from him is a miracle. Perhaps my long and rocky path is leading me to an encounter with an island with white sand, blue water and a warm breeze that will blow the grey wind from my soul, I wish, maybe if I close my eyes and hope...maybe....”

~~**~~

"The man you talk so eloquently about should be touched that someone of your passion would be touched from his gift. Perhaps he wanted to send you a poem he had written, or maybe a verse from his favourite poet. Maybe flowers were the only safe thing that he could send. Perhaps the man is so overcome with your beautiful words that he didn't want to scare you and lose the prose that he has come to ache for every day. I would think that you consume his thoughts, that he aches to call you and reveal his need for your beauty. It is not everyday that someone would spill out their thoughts to complete strangers. Perhaps he is afraid that he has left himself naked to your touch and he is afraid that you will recoil when you see that underneath all his beautiful and sincere words is an insecure man who longs for love. So close your eyes and hold his words dear, if you believe that your paths are meant to cross, intervene and show him the path to your heart.

Yours until the lonliness drifts from my soul,

Paging Dr Lonely Heart

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